Chapter 1
It was late at night. The air was cold and damp. I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling. I had a feeling that something bad was going to happen soon. I sighed to myself, and-
I heard a tap on my door and shot straight up in my bed. As the doorknob turned, I stared at it. It seemed to slow down time. I jumped up, grabbed my combat boot laying on the ground and stood behind the door, waiting for my attacker. The door slid open, and-
"Fang! Don't scare me like that!" I hissed. Fang gave a slight smirk. The sort of smirk that I want to punch right off his face. You know what I mean? Yeah.
Fang's face got serious. "Could we talk? Somewhere the kids can't hear?"
Immediately, that set off alarms in my mind, but I said nothing. I followed him out my window, started falling, and unfurled my 14 foot wings. My masterpieces, if I do say so myself. Anyways, when we were about 2 or 3 miles away from the house, we found another place that looked alright from the inside. It looked rather large and roomy, and Fang silently walked towards a room with a king-sized bed with sheets over it. He motioned me to sit down, and I followed. My mind was still on guard, however.
Fang finally spoke up. "So, I don't know where to start… But I'll try anyways. Remember when Jeb and Dr. Gunther Hagen told you and Dylan to repopulate?"
I nodded my head warily. I remember the day like it was yesterday, despite it being a little under a year ago.
He continued. "When that happened, it felt like someone had ripped me in half; I felt like I would die. I felt like it needed to be… Us instead."
I gulped very visibly. I could tell he noticed because he edged closer and put his hand around my waist.
He kept talking. "What I'm trying to say is…"
Before I could even tell what was happening, he put his hand under my chin and angled my head for a kiss, and-My brain felt like it shorted out for a second. The pleasure from his kiss was immeasurable. His lips were so warm and wet that I could feel the detail of them. Finally, I came back to reality and he had pinned me to the bed with his kisses. I did nothing to stop him. It felt too good.
Fang really was getting into it, and he started moving his hands across my sides, which felt amazing. I returned a couple kisses of my own to him. His hands started moving lower down my body, closer and closer to my-
Oh, no. I'm seeing where this is going.
I pulled away from him, in spite of his warmth and pleasure. Gasping, I said, "It's too soon, Fang! We can't do this just yet. We should wait unti-" I was interrupted by Fang slamming his fist on the wall.
"You keep telling me to wait! You know I can't wait any longer!" His eyes burnt with fury. I'd never seen him more angry and... It turned me on at the same time. No, BAD MAX! What're you thinking? Before he could say anything more, I ran outside, shot myself in the air, and headed home.
I didn't see Fang for the rest of the night. In the morning, he looked… Different.